Finally the day is here! I am finally TWENTY. Now I wonder what I’ll be doing 10 years down the road. I do hope I’d be married. With kids? I don’t know. I do like the whole thing about being pregnant and having the kid of your won DNA but at the same time, I just wish I could adopt. Sometimes I can be a little biased towards kids. I only like the good ones. Or just my very own nephews and nieces. You other cute little pudgy but annoying brats are not on my list. Yeah, you may be cute and your parents are rich and hot but so what? You’re just some annoying spoilt rotten weasels.
I went to school today but that does not mean I went to class. I was already late and I had planned the day before that I am going to skip third meeting. I reached school with about 30 minutes left before it’s time for second break. What kind of a student would come for class only for 30 minutes than leave? I am not going to be the one. I actually met Esna without making any plans at the MRT platform. We were actually in the same train. I was just glad I bumped into her. After that, we met Adam at the bus interchange and we went to school together. Since Esna is in some sort of complication with her school attendance, I’d rather she went to class despite how much I wanted my friends to spend the day with me. But I am the birthday girl so people should heed the birthday girl’s request. So Adam and Esna went to class. Yay! And then I went off to hang with Ryna at E5. She was actually having a dance practice.
I left school somewhere near 2pm to meet Esli at Orchard. We are going to the Botanic Gardens to just sit, chill and talk. Honestly, it is nice to just hang out at the garden once in awhile. I hate town at the moment, with so much construction going on. It is already hot, the walkways are cramped, followed by many shoppers around and what more the dust particles filling the air. Oh my god, it’s killing me! Okay, back to the garden… yeah, it’s really nice and relaxing. Away from the hustle and bustle of the fast-moving town. As the evening grew near and the sun is finally setting, I felt like pitching a tent and just sleep in there. Thanks Esli for spending the day with me. And the cookies, they’re delicious!
I had to break fast at home so we left the garden at 530pm. We walked to Orchard and took the bus home. I ate dinner and before I could finish it, I had to cut the cake because my brother is already leaving for work. Father bought a fruit cake and it’s yummy-licious. There were lots of cream and yeah, it’s legan… wait for it… dary! Haha, I’m sorry, I am so in love with Barney Stinson, the wacky character in How I Met Your Mother. Oh, guess what? I got a birthday card too, with everyone in the family writing their well wishes for me. Nice! Thanks people. Once again, I’m flattered.
The whole cake; the cut cake.
Isn't the birthday card so cute? And the messages written inside.
Esna, thanks for the sweet PowerPoint slides. 3 years of friendship? Wow! Time really flies when you’re having fun! Love you, dear. Adawiyah, my independent sister from a different set of parents, thank you so much for leaving me sooo many comments on all my different networking sites. Rock on, girl!
Thank you everyone, for your messages and calls. It’s really nice to know that there are people who remember you and knowing that I am in your mind, it’s just amazing. I had never told people what I want for my birthday. It is just not me to ask for anything. Every year, it’s just the same to me. It’s never fancy… fasting month or not. This is the third year my birthday falls on the holy month of Ramadhan. I feel blessed but at the same time, it felt like a little bit on the disadvantage side. Maybe one day, I would tell them all my wishes and wants. And someday, it’ll be the perfect birthday I could ever dreamed of.
Last but not least, I had bought new shoes! It’s a purple Nike dunk shoes. Very nice, I like! Thanks to my father who had promised me to buy me new shoes.
You know what? I just had to add this in. I was shocked to see a birthday card. So I blurted out, “Eh, there’s a card too?” And my mother replied, “Yeah, you’re daddy’s girl, aren’t you?” Hmm… I love you too, Mum.
